Finally though, the door person must have gotten approval for sending me up since she hung up the phone and pointed me towards an open waiting elevato...."Sixth floor. Get off the elevator and turn right. Her apartment is the third one down on the left, number 6551. She's expecting you."When I got off on the sixth floor and turned right, I could see Evelyn standing in her open doorway, a little smile on her face, and a glass of what looked like red wine in her hand. I'd wondered if the wine was. Macon,” Terry Lanchew greeted as strongly as he was able.“Does that decision count?” the boy asked. “Even though you made it in a hospital instead of a courtroom?”So much for friendliness.“Yes,” Lanchew answered, “yes it does.”“Good,” the boy nodded. “What did you want to see me about?”“I wanted to say that I’m sorry.”Macon thought that one over for a moment, and then nodded again. The judge gave it another go.“I really am sorry. When I had that heart attack and almost died, I took a look at. So I did it. I'd never done anything like that before, but it was okay.”“Then the client was a woman. I'd definitely never done that before. Yvette said it was okay, and had sex with her whenever we met. Then at the end of the contract I got so much less money because Yvette had done all the fucking that I decided maybe next time I’d fuck the women too.”“So I did. I told your mother and she said that was good. The woman we had just been working for had specially asked Yvette about going out for. Taking both of her hands she grabbed my face and drew it to hers. She kissed me deeply, driving her tongue deep into my mouth. I was surprised by the force and passion of her kiss. This was all my cock needed to finally reach its full potential. As if she senses my arrival at to full hardness, Ellen broke our connection. "We don't have a lot of time; my guest will be here in twenty minutes." That being said she kicked off her heels, dropped to her knees and quickly engulfed my length. This was.